Cumming Twice after Midnight

We were horny after our phone conversation. It was two weeks after our first session.

“You know, I keep thinking about what you did to me that night.”

“But I thought you said it was ‘cold and painful’ and you went away with sore nipples for a week?”

“Yes. But I like what you did to me. To be honest, I love sucking your cock. I have never allowed anyone to force me to do it. And I keep thinking if you would fuck me that day.”

“Would you like that?”

“Yes. You are making me hard.”

“Well, why don’t you come over tonight?”

“But… you stay with your family right? I am discreet.”

“Everyone would have gone to sleep by 11.30 p.m. and no one opens their door after they close it. We value our own privacy. Swing back at 11.30 p.m.”

Directions to my place and instructions on what to wear and to prepare were given to him.

He came in a black dry-fit sports tee and running shorts. The boy was too shy and negotiated to have his underwear on throughout the journey from his place until he reached my house.

It was half past eleven and I took caution to open my metal gate to allow him access and guided him into my room with speed.

Immediately after I shut the door behind us, I pinned him against the wall and kick-started with nipple play. He let out a soft moan the moment my fingers came into contact with his ultra-sensitive nipples.

He made a conscious effort to moan softly as I fondled his nipples, giving his a light pinch every now and then.

“Can I be tied up? It will get me real hard.”

“Okay, remove your T-shirt first.” And I cuffed the restraints on his waists to lock his arms behind his back.

He isn’t the muscular or the lean-fit type with defined abs that I prefer. Nevertheless he is fit, lean and boyish. He works out daily and goes for early morning run before his work.

I am attracted to him in some ways which I can’t explain.

Maybe it is his boyishness or perhaps his willingness to be vulnerable before me. Somehow I want to protect him and to torture him at the same time. I want to own him and be the only master able to provide him with pleasure and to give him pain.

Standing in front of him, I placed his head on my shoulders and let him lean closer to me while I carried on toying with his nipples and used my chin to stroke against his neck.

His moaning changed from one of helpless to the one of longing, wanting his master not to him, craving for my hands to play with his cock, even if it’s just one touch.

I made an effort to push back my lower body such that only our chest and above were in contact. I wasn’t going to let him have his wish fulfilled so early and so easily.

After 20 minutes of non-stop tits play, I stripped him of his shorts to reveal his red boxer shorts full of white polka dots.

I rewarded him with rest and allowed him to rub his cheeks against my shoulders. This time, my crotch touched his groin.

He was hard. And wet.

He had been leaking precum for two hours since our phone conversation.

I threw him onto my bed for more cum-controlling. Unlocking his hands, I re-positioned his waists above his head and stroked his cock.

His dick was slightly bigger than mine. A very good size. And his balls were big and nice to play with.

I smiled and I removed his boxer shorts with the cute design. It’s time for some intensive cum-control.

Pouring a generous amount of body lotion on my left palm, I began circling my hand around his dick in a slow manner, varying between a fast pace and returning to a slow motion.

More lotion was used as I jerked his cock to the edge a few times and left him hanging there helplessly with no knowledge of when he would be allowed release.

He was edged closed to 15 times before he cum unknowingly.

Feeling high, he hungered for more and requested for me to fuck him.

“I don’t have poppers. Are you sure you want it?”

“I’m alright. Don’t need poppers tonight.”

I lubed up my finger to warm up his hole. It wasn’t very tight.

As my finger went in, his dick went solid hard.

I released the cuffs to make him play on my nipples, even allowed him to bite them to give me a good hardon.

He was tensed up when I positioned myself to enter. Asking him to take a deep breathe to relax, I force pushed my cock into his ass.

His facial showed sign of agony. But soon, it was replaced with a sign of pleasure as I humped against him.

I cuffed his hands above his head again and listened to his moaning as I pounded his manhole.

I fucked his ass for half an hour. It had been a long weekday for me and I was tired. I pulled out of his butt and cum shortly after.

I took a five-minute break to recover before I carried on to jerk him till he blew his load for a second time closing our second session with a happy ending.

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Post-note: Thank you all for being patience with me as I have been really tried down and tired out by my new job. More to cum soon.